Adult Blogger: FRESH TEENS had forgotten to buy coffee but the last tenants had left some packs of instant in the drawer next to the stove and milk and sugar disguised the instant taste to the point where a sip told him that it was at least palatable. He carried it and the box of donuts he had bought out onto the balcony only to have to return to get a paper towel to wipe the dew from the seat of plastic chair he was going to use. The morning mist was just beginning to burn off as he sat at the little table and watched the early morning walkers and joggers doing their thing on the damp sand.
His attention was drawn to a darkly tanned lifeguard wearing a baggy sweatshirt and a crush hat strolling up to the elevated lifeguard chair and storing his belongings on hooks under the seat. The lifeguard opened a locker near the dunes and started carrying umbrellas down to the high tide mark. Bill thought it was a young man until he removed his baggy sweatshirt and exposed the body of a lithe, young woman dressed in a red, one-piece bathing suit. He watched with interest as she drilled holes in the sand with an iron bar and spaced a dozen large beach umbrellas in a line down the beach. She spent the next fifteen or so minutes setting up umbrellas and placing two wooden, beach chairs under each umbrella.
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